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Henry Ward Beecher
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
You look a little dressed up
You’re acting way too smart
Your face a little bit flushed
For a walk in the park
Wake up 9 – maybe 10
Depending how my head is feeling
Every step that I take is rattling the ceiling
Take a breath - brush my teeth
Smell like death – even bleach can’t erase the taste of last night
I got holes in my clothes
So what if what I say
So what if what I do
Isn't what you wanted too
That doesn't justify you
Tearing me down
With all that you say
'Neath the stars, at bazaars
Often I've had to caress men
Five or ten, dollars then, I'd collect from all those yes-men
Don't be sad, I must add, that they meant no more than chess-men
Darling, can't you see?
Oh no
Here we go again
I look to receive
What the earth
And sea had thought it'd be best not to even give me
Even give me
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
She must have known from the moment she saw him,
From the look in his eye and the way that he smiled,
She must have dreamed of lying beside him,
His hands on her body, his whispers of love;
There is nothing that the eye can't see,
Something snapped me out of a dream that I was having
I'd fall down an elevator shaft but now I'm back again
Tidying up after the fight we had
Happy with yourself?
Well, you've never looked so satisfied
I started drinking and actin' crazy
Way back in sixty five
Mama would pray and say, he's my baby
Lord, please keep him alive
Sister came home with two little children
